Emily sat alone in her blank, empty apartment in the heart of Paris. She was bored. Very, very bored. She opened her laptop. She opened the Scrabble website. She smiled as she saw who was logged on.
AloneInParis: logged on
CheetoBreath: logged on
AloneInParis: How's it going?
CheetoBreath: Not bad. Kinda depressing around here.
AloneInParis: Well, thats understandable. You're in America.
CheetoBreath: Well yeah LOL.
AloneInParis: Wanna scrabble? 50$ says I kick your butt this time!
CheetoBreath: I miss you. My… other scrabble buddies, just cant keep up. Except for boy genius.
AloneInParis: haha no doubt, no doubt. BTW I miss you like hell. Paris isn't all its cracked up to be. Especially since the last time I was here I was with… you know who.
CheetoBreath: … ouch. not a good location huh?
AloneInParis: Well it wasn't so good for either of us. The French government tried to blow up our SUV. He wont be back. LOL.
CheetoBreath: Well… if its any consolation. I wish i could be there with you. So you werent so… Alone.
AloneInParis: I wish you were here too.
AloneInParis: LOGGED OFF
Emily shut her laptop quickly. She blinked back the stinging tears that came to her eyes. Suddenly she wasn't in the mood for Scrabble anymore. She just wanted to cry.
She walked over to the window and looked out at the Eiffel Tower. She just wanted Jennifer with her. And right now they couldn't be any farther apart. But on the bright side… she wasn't dead.
Though sometimes in the dead of night, she wished she was…